Im on my own,building my name So I can live on Im on my faith And I know that one day Were gonna be evolved My mission is to make a million Break it down with my n***az The lights is on every pistol Theyre gonna hate you,little n***a Dont let them tell you nothing wrong Coming from out the hood with dreams Dont even matter a dream Thats what Im sellin Counting money is better than b**hes Yeah,were k**ers Touching basis with labels Were gonna fill it Im the realest This song is for my ghetto babies Just lookin at what the ghetto made me I think its up to me to save us All the real n***az show me love n***a dont f** with us Ive got models all over my space The pistol is on me ,Im going to my drawer I say, West Side is what I miss That pistol is on me right now I aint got to go to my trunk I said, West Side I miss The pistol is on me right now